Xia Weiwei was dead.
Yan Shaoxuan was standing in the cemetery with the urn of her ashes in his hands. He wanted to help Weiwei fulfill her last wish.
Upon seeing the text message that day, he rushed there, only to find Xia Weiwei lying in a pool of blood. She gasped powerlessly in his arms with heartbreaking despair: “he… wanted to… kill… me. I’ve been, really, stupid…”
The light in her eyes went out little by little.
“Yan Shaoxuan! Where is Xia Weiwei!”
Luo Chejue strode forward with a frightening aura and Chu Yu at his tail. These days, he had been helping to sort out things in the company and had to withstand the frustration. And now he had to come to this place, which made him look even grimmer!
“Mr. Yan, what are you doing here in this damnable place? Is your father or your lady dead?” Chu Yu had always got a sharp tongue, and he took it out directly on Yan Shaoxuan.
In recent days, Luo Chejue had been trying to track Xia Weiwei down but could find no trace of her. He had tried to get ahold of any news about her through Yan Shaoxuan, and learned that he had come to the cemetery.
Luo Chejue’s heart suddenly sank. Yan Shaoxuan would not have come to the cemetery for no reason. Chu Yu’s casual words made him frown.
Yan Shaoxuan turned around, his always handsome and gentle face full of decadence and his eyes bloodshot. Upon seeing Luo, rage broke out of him like flames: “Luo Chejue, you are surely ruthless enough! It’s not enough that you tried to force Weiwei to commit suicide! You’ve even sent a killer to take her life! Do you even have a heart! You machine!”
Chu Yu was stunned but immediately retorted: “nonsense! Why would Jue want to kill Xia Weiwei! Stop slinging mud without evidence.” Having finished his sentence, he subconsciously turned to look at Luo Chejue. A part of him had started to believe that the news of Xia Weiwei’s death was true.
They all knew Yan Shaoxuan’s feelings about Xia Weiwei. He wouldn’t easily joke about her being dead.
Luo Chejue curled his lips into a cold smile: “Yan Shaoxuan, cut the crap! Where is she?”
He didn’t believe at all that Xia Weiwei was dead. And Yan accused him of sending someone to kill her? That was ridiculous!
How could that woman be dead?
But his heartbeat suddenly faltered.
Yan Shaoxuan looked sullen, and his chest was heaving violently: “drop the act! If you haven’t sent the killer, she would not have been shot in the chest and died here! Do you want to check if she’s really dead?” He raised the urn in his hand, threw out a death certificate, and growled: “here she is! See for yourself! Are you satisfied now? Even if you didn’t kill her, she’d planned to commit suicide here quietly. Why do you have to ruin her last wish?”
Chu Yu picked up the death certificate, looking serious. Xia Weiwei was really dead, and Yan Shaoxuan insisted that it was Jue who had killed her. There must have been something wrong!
Luo Chejue was motionless, his expression indifferent, as if he had not heard what Yan Shaoxuan had said, and after a while, he said: “give her to me.”
Yan Shaoxuan laughed, anger blaring red in his eyes: “Why! Weiwei’s last wish was to disengage your surname from her name on her tombstone! You two were divorced! I will not let you have her! ”
Luo Chejue suddenly dashed towards him, as if he’d found a reason to vent the unknown emotions in his heart, and wanted to snap it from Yan directly: “there’s nothing I, Luo Chejue, couldn’t get! If you want to stop me, I don’t mind destroying the Yan’s!”
Chu Yu had never seen him so emotional, so he immediately tried to stop him. If he really started a fight, the urn would highly likely be damaged!
“Mr. Yan, you should calm down. There must have been some misunderstandings here. Don’t you argue with Jue. Mutual destruction isn’t what we want, is it?”
Yan Shaoxuan roared: “impossible!”
Luo Chejue fixed his gaze on the urn in his hand, as if he was trying to see through it, and he felt his heart suddenly skip a beat.
She wanted to get away through her death? No way!
“Even if Xia Weiwei is dead, she’s not under your charge! I’d like to see if the Yan’s would really bet all you have on an urn and a tombstone!”